9 Chapter 9 - The Essence of Conversations with Himself III

It took 40 minutes to get home by bus.

Overlap with the road took more than 10 minutes than usual.

Whenever the bus caught a traffic light, Sung-hye was overwhelmed with irritability and fear.

In Sung's head, only bad ideas came to mind.

Something similar happened the other day.

Mijin wanted to go to college. So, during the vacation, I had a part-time job and had only raised the school expenses, which Dong Ha knew and was forced to take away. Of course Mijin tried not to give money, and angry Dong-ha hit Mijin's face and belly with his fist.

Now, it was more urgent than ever.

Never was this more scary and fearful.

Dong had never buried a drop of water in his hand. Ramen had never boiled once with his own hands.

Seonghye raised Dongha so preciously.

Perhaps that's why Dong-ha went out, but it was never normal for Dong-ha to eat.

Sunghye was still hard and painful enough.

However, because of Mijin and Mihyeon barely hold up, and if Dong-ha's accident happened again, it seemed that Seonghye couldn't support anymore.

Mihyeon was just a freshman in high school.

It was too nice and pretty to hold her hand.

However, for some reason Dong Hae already beat Mihyeon and took the ominous feeling that he had taken the money.

She entered the ring closet with a face that seemed to burst any time soon.

"Mihyeon!"

Sunghye opened the door.

However, there was something waiting for her in her bedroom.

In the middle of the room, the chin was set up.

The table was not very large and could be folded over and over.

On the old table there were three bowls of kimchi malt noodles.

Garnish with red kimchi broth was small pieces of kimchi.

Originally, seasoned seaweed would be more delicious when it was crushed, but now it was difficult to buy seasoned seaweed.

Still, Dong-ha thought the taste was enough.

"Mother!"

Dong-ha took a close look at her crying heart and looked at Sunghye.

I couldn't miss it and felt so close to Seonghye's face that I couldn't miss it.

"Uh, mom!"

Mihyeon scratched his head with a humble look.

The first time she called Sunghye, she was terrified.

However, I couldn't say anything anymore when I saw the table set up and the three bowls of kimchi.

The visuals really looked like plausible food.

Of course, like Dongha's words, the taste will not be.

Still, if you look at the atmosphere now, Dongha did not seem to do anything bad.

It was strange to me, but I regretted that it was not a good idea to call Sunghye.

I thought I was going to be confused by Dong-ha because of singing sung-hye, but Dong-ha laughed warmly and made another bowl of noodles.

It was Mihyeon who did not become a spirit adaptation.

Obviously, it was too different.

Staring at her eyes were filled with warm energy.

I had never seen such Dongha before, so I didn't know what to do.

However, only one time, so far, so far was not enough to erase the appearance of Dongha. Perhaps I doubted that the appearance was directed on purpose.

"What happened to this?"

Sunghye asked Mihyeon with her eyes.

However, I do not know Mihyeon also shook his head every single thing.

Seonghye could not take her eyes off the table with her fishy expression.

It was fortunate that Dongha did not have an accident.

First of all, Mihyeon was safe and the first sigh of relief came out.

That was not a situation to be relieved.

It was because he was not sure what Dong Ha's intention was.

However, as with all the parents' hearts, Sunghye was eaten for some reason.

The house was ruined and more violent and crooked, so it was Seong Hye who was always nervous as a tightrope in the air.

Sung-hye felt like everything was her fault.

Even before studying abroad, Dong-ha wasn't that bad.

At that time, I was not studying abroad alone, but I was envious of listening to my friends and sent it to my daughter.

Dongha only saw tears come out.

If the eldest son is good, the house is a good law, but what happened is a long day, accidents and bad things are going to break down.

Sunghye has not given up yet.

Now, Dong-ha was praying every day because he wanted to live with peace of mind.

"Dongha did water noodles!"

Sunghye sat down with her horse.

"Kimchi horse is noodles."

Mihyeon said instead.

There was no time to leave the part-time job.

Originally, I tried to go without eating noodles, but Dongha's retaliation was too scary. Of course, it was hard to ignore the sincerity of the first meal. But Sunghye did not come to eat alone so I kept waiting.

"Kimchi rolled noodles?"

Seonghye smiled her head.

Was there such food?

It may be a warm broth, but it was a cool broth.

Of course, in summer, the soup was made cool, but to eat a few garnishes such as pumpkin and bean sprouts is a delicious law.

However, this was kimchi.

Moreover, it looks like Kimchi broth is mixed with broth. This way, the broth becomes hard and the taste of the water noodles disappears.

'Huh, it's only natural that Dongha never cooked.'

Sunghye smiled inwardly.

Even if you do not hit the accident was a sense of virtue.

Seeing that Mihyeon was safe, he thanked Heaven.

She was going to eat delicious without taste.

I thought that I ate chopsticks.

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Dong Ha has more than 10 years of experience.

Of course, while in his previous life, Dong-ha, who had miserably lived for over ten years in a crippled body, could do all the food.

The same was true of kimchi mal noodle.

Cold noodle soup was made for the first time, but the taste was still somewhat confident.

It was a beginning. Kimchi-mal was the only noodle soup now, but later the family vowed not to worry about the money.

"Mother, how are you?"

"That's what… … . "

Sunghye did not come out.

Sung-hye's movement stopped at an unexpected taste.

It wasn't the taste of the usual noodle soup.

Once the broth was different and I thought it would be ugly with the kimchi broth, but it felt cool.

'I think this can be sold at a restaurant.'

Sung-hye stared at Dongha.

If there were no traces of food in the kitchen, I thought it was where I bought it.

"Mom, how's it taste?"

I couldn't say anything like that, it didn't really taste good.

Mihyeon looked nervous and stared at Kimchi mal.

It was a conflict whether or not I had to eat it like a person before my eyes.

But for a while, she closed her eyes and ate a couple of noodles.

"Yes?"

Mihyeon was also surprised and looked at Dongha.

It was a taste that I never experienced.

It was amazing how this fantastic taste could come from this simple visual.

Originally, she tried to go out with the excuse that she had only one chopstick and had no time, but her eyes widened with an unexpected taste.

"Oh, brother! It's so delicious. "

"I'm glad. Mi-hyun, eat a lot. "

By now, she knew that she was extremely nervous about herself.

Even if he smiles warmly, Mi-hyun still hasn't let her eyes open.

Dong knew that she could not release her disbelief in a day or two. Nevertheless, one day will open the door of the mind that is firmly closed.

Dongha also ate noodles.

'Huh. You need to add some more vinegar! Slightly lacking in sourness And it would be nice to add a little less sugar. '

But the first cold noodles made of this much could be called a success.

"Mihyeon, don't you have to eat fast? Should I go to a part-time job? "

"Oh, it was."

Mihyeon stared at Dongha with a daunting expression until then, but he was surprised to be surprised by Dongha's words.

In less than two minutes, not only noodles but also the soup was emptied. But still lacking appetite for taste.

Dongha smiled and said.

"You don't have enough sheep! Would you like to eat more? "

"Hehe! No, brother! It's time to go part-time. … . "

I noticed that I wanted to eat more.

It was the first time I had eaten this delicacy since the house was ruined.

Mihyeon, the age of growth, was a temptation hard to bear.

However, he did not accept the same favor. I still did not know Dongha's intentions, so I had an unknown fear.

"OK! My brother is not very hungry. "

Dong Ha halved the noodles in his bowl.

Mihyeon is restless and can not help Seonghye nodded his head just to eat and began to eat delicious.

Mihyeon, who ate a bowl with her eyes closed, went out for a part-time job with saying that she ate well.

Meanwhile, Sunghye was empty of the vessel.

The stomach seemed to burst, but it wasn't bad.

It was the first food his son gave.

No matter how hungry, I could not leave a drop of broth.

She had a lot of words to ask.

Once it was strange from the tone.

Yesterday I lived with bad words in my mouth.

The word 'mother' in Dongha's mouth was the first sound I heard.

My eyes calmed down and it seemed to see a different person.

Where is it?

Dongha, who has never buried a drop of water in his hand forever, knows how Kimchi knows noodles, and the kindness that he used to eat noodles to Mihyeon.

Everything was questionable.

Sunghye seemed to tears come out somehow.

How good would it be if Dong-ha continued to look like this?

It was a lifelong wish. I just felt something crying.

However, I could not be assured yet. To that end, Dong-ha's appearance was too much. Still, Sunghye hid inside and said with a gentle smile.

"I didn't know how good our food was!"

"Is your mother delicious?"

"Everything is delicious."

Dongha was not the first to make it delicious.

It seemed familiar, but the whole body responded to the taste differently.

"Yeah, but Dong-ha! lump… … Where are you sick? "

It is said that when people die nearing, they become good.

Seonghye was worried that Dongha was incurable.

It was already about to tears in my eyes. Even the poorest son was a child.

"That's not it, mother!"

Dong-ha sweated and had to reassure Sunghye.

However, he did not say that he died and returned.

I can't believe it, but I have to say that I died with a 9-star S-mon.

'By the way Kimchi noodles respond better than you think.'

Dongha's eyes twinkled.

Something rushed in my head.

Decent business items came to mind.

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